Millionaires - Diamond Lane lyrics
[Millionaires - Diamond Lane lyrics]
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, car smells like cologne
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, hands free, iPhone
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling my champagne
I'll bring a boy home, from my show
Backstage battin' cage, hit it hard
I'll swap you like a trading card
You're just a one night
Standin' in my front yard
I can be your babygirl
Put me in your carseat
Strap me down, buckle tight, bumpy ride
Guaranteed
Bentley, H3, bottles in the backseat
Now turn that bass up, we listenin' to Gucci
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, car smells like cologne
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, hands free, iPhone
Rollin' up, rollin' blunts
Rollin' in the benz got a random in my car
And he tryin' to get it in
A hundred bucks that he puts me in his tweet
And if I had a black dick
I bet he'd suck it 'til it's pink
Hah, but I'm not that ratchet
Tell me where the party at
You know I'm gonna crash it
Shootin' up, like a star breath takin'
CPR
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, car smells like cologne
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, hands free, iPhone
We never ride alone
Kush blunts in the ash trays
Ciroc got me naughty
Guess I'm back to my old ways
We on the freeway, mazaradi relay
With the top missing
Yup, think it was my b day a very rich bitch
Got me on that? shit coke bottle, body?
Stacking dead presidents
I'm with the Millionaires, getting manicures
?, like marble floors
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, car smells like cologne
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, hands free, iPhone
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling my champagne
I'll bring a boy home, from my show
Backstage battin' cage, hit it hard
I'll swap you like a trading card
You're just a one night
Standin' in my front yard
I can be your babygirl
Put me in your carseat
Strap me down, buckle tight, bumpy ride
Guaranteed
Bentley, H3, bottles in the backseat
Now turn that bass up, we listenin' to Gucci
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, car smells like cologne
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, hands free, iPhone
Rollin' up, rollin' blunts
Rollin' in the benz got a random in my car
And he tryin' to get it in
A hundred bucks that he puts me in his tweet
And if I had a black dick
I bet he'd suck it 'til it's pink
Hah, but I'm not that ratchet
Tell me where the party at
You know I'm gonna crash it
Shootin' up, like a star breath takin'
CPR
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You, me, D-IA-M-O-N-D Lane
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, car smells like cologne
You and me, Diamond Lane
Sparkling like champagne
Never ride alone, hands free, iPhone
We never ride alone
Kush blunts in the ash trays
Ciroc got me naughty
Guess I'm back to my old ways
We on the freeway, mazaradi relay
With the top missing
Yup, think it was my b day a very rich bitch
Got me on that? shit coke bottle, body?
Stacking dead presidents
I'm with the Millionaires, getting manicures
?, like marble floors